Nobody said that they would last forever. She didn't believe they would last forever. He didn't believe they would last forever. Maybe they were just wasting time and waiting for the bullet to rip. Maybe they were enjoying each other's storms. Maybe they were simply getting lost in each other until they ruined each other the way they never meant to do. Maybe they had meant something to each other, but it hadn't been enough. Maybe they were merely children playing an adult's game, already destined to lose miserably.
Or maybe they would find each other again. Maybe, in another life, under different circumstances, they would have made it. The summer-named boy who hated summer and the girl named after the wrong princess. The tornado and the hurricane.
Nobody said it would last forever.
But sometimes they wished it would.
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The summer sun was not meant for boys like him.
The summer sun was not meant for girls like her.
They belonged in the rain, just before the storm.
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Storm
Short StoryThe summer sun was not meant for boys like him. Too bad it wasn't meant for girls like her either. ______ "We're catastrophic. And this will most certainly end in a disaster." ______ *ONE SHOT*
